Hey, Horror Fan… You Are Weird!
You may have been in an environment where the only horror fan for a 3 mile radius is sat pretty damn close. Right inside your clothes, in fact. Everyone else doesn’t understand or appreciate you, so they brand you as being weird. A freak. The creepy anomaly in the corner.
They Are The Weird Ones!
Let us appreciate for a moment just how weird each and every person on the planet is. If you’re passionate about something… you’re weird. If you’re not passionate about anything, you’re especially weird. Any hobby you can think of is an outlet for the freak. The middle-aged man who’s rebuilding a 1969 Ford Mustang in his garage – weird. Even the socially accepted popular teen girl reading a fashion is a complete freak. It’s in our DNA. If everyone is a carbon copy, we live in a world of robots. When I look at an office block – all I see is a bunch of clones, but even the most confirmative people in society have their own unique set of wants, desires, favourite foods and sexual preferences.
If a magazine, website, or blog exists for something you dig – you’re not alone. If it doesn’t, create one and I’m sure you won’t be the only member for long. You’re probably not entirely the unique little eccentric snowflake you assumed you were for loving one particular thing, but that’s okay! Add together your personal combination of passions and you have your snowflake badge back to wear with pride.
Feed The Monster!
We’re all weird. Embrace it and fuel the beast. If you’re the creepy one in your group, either own it or get another group. If people can’t handle it, you probably can’t handle their fashion/car/celebrity addiction anyway.
I guess it’s taken me ranting until the end of this post to figure out that the title is rubbish. Instead of me saying “Fly high, my little social butterfly… ascend incognito into the heavens of normality”, I’m telling you to be the best horror fan you can be.
Be weird. After all, everyone else is!
Don’t be alone in your weirdness… come say hi on Twitter!